And if you want to find 'em, you can find 'em in the pub
Early in the morning into the dead of night
They're closin' down the bars and they're screamin' about, alright
Well, all my friends are bastards, each and every one
And if you want to find 'em, you can find 'em in the pub
There's the MacKannogh Fulkinator hangin' by the loo
Waitin' for that special someone, will he go askew?
For a whisky and a cigarette and a place to spend the night
And doin' all the kinky things he knows that just ain't nice
And when I go, I want to go to whisky heaven
I said I know I've got a really thirsty soul
Hell I dunno maybe we'll all end up in whisky heaven
Yeah just sittin' 'round and drinkin' watchin' rivers of whisky flow
Now, we enjoy the feaky people hangin' about this place
Their Punk Rock hair, the devil may care
And pierced throughout the face
But we're much worse than all of that
If the truth be known
We'll drink te you, you'll drink to us
We'll drink te you and yours
And when I go, I want to go to whiskey heaven
Yeah, I said I know I've got a really thirsty soul
Hell I dunno maybe we'll all end up in whiskey heaven
Yeah just sittin' 'round and drinkin' a lot
And watchin' all the rivers of whiskey flow
Oh yeah, oh no!
